Since the second year of senior high school, "Candlelight" has adopted a new way of practicing writing, that is, writing a composition. I still remember that in the Chinese class on the first day of school, he announced to everyone in a cadence: "Students, from this semester on, we are going to write a composition. We will prepare an essay book and write whatever we want, without any restrictions. A week 1000 words, handed in every Monday ... ",the voice did not fall, and the whole class exploded:" What? 1000 words! Too much! " "Whatever it is, what is it?" Ahem! It is no wonder that our motherland flowers under the exam-oriented education only know argumentative and expository articles, but seldom hear argumentative articles. However, everyone, like any teacher, will habitually nag and complain about what homework to leave. Homework still needs to be done.
By the way, the nickname "the power of candles" was coined by the Chinese teacher, which was quite accidental. The reason why The Power of Candles is not Lin Xiangru and Touching Dragons lies in the adults who wrote Chinese textbooks. It was the first Chinese class in senior one. Let's learn the units of ancient Chinese first. The first article is "When the Qin Dynasty is Commanded by the Power of Candles". The teacher will read the text first. Holding a book, he paced slowly on the platform and read aloud in his cadence: "... surround Zheng, Zheng knows he is dead ..." It seems that we really heard Zhu Wu analyze the situation in front of Qin Bo. After class, everyone said that when the Chinese teacher left, Qin Shi would definitely be fired. So "the power of candles" became the nickname of Chinese teachers.
On the day of homework, I went home to prepare books. Like most students, I always have some resistance to the homework left by the teacher. "1000 words, killing people! Leave the topic, think for yourself, lazy man,' the power of candles'! " Complaining while looking for a book, which one to use? Yes, just use this ugly one. I think it's too wasteful to use other ones. In this way, the ugliest book became my first essay book.
It's really difficult to write a composition at first. Probably, we were bound by the exam-oriented composition for a long time and didn't know how to write it at once. Most of us are scratching our heads, just trying to get things done in 1000. I remember that at first I just wrote some thoughts after reading, or recorded some things around me like a diary. Now that I think about it, this is obviously not the original intention of "The Power of Candles" for us to write prose. The teacher must be very disappointed and miserable after reading our early composition. At that time, the dry and boring words and stereotyped writing were really killing brain cells compared with the vivid words formed later.
However, The Power of Candles is very confident for us. He often inspires us what real writing is like and encourages us to write what is true in our hearts. He once said: "Even if you learn a text, you can write it down as long as you feel it." Think positively and learn to understand life. Prose is the record of this kind of thinking. Over time, your prose will accumulate into your own wealth. "Occasionally, when he finds excellent compositions among his classmates, he will happily" advertise "to his classmates with his usual cadence before class, saying that" XX written by XX is very good, and you can borrow it when you are free. "Then I will choose a few sentences to read to my classmates. There seems to be a lot to say after that, but the bell rings and I'm going to class.
In this way, with the encouragement of the teacher and the discussion of the students, the writing in the class gradually stepped out of the monotonous primary stage. With the deepening of people's understanding of essays, the era of essays has entered a new era of "letting a hundred flowers blossom and bringing forth the new". All kinds of articles emerge in an endless stream, not to mention novels, essays and other common styles, as well as dramas, poems, semi-classical Chinese, long sci-fi serials, jokes, imitations and even game strategies. Most of the styles are fresh and full of personality. Everyone's spark of thought and intelligence make the essay book a hundred flowers garden. "The Power of Candles" is advertised frequently. Almost every time before class, he would pull out a card from the book with a smile and hold it up. As he paced slowly on the platform, he still said happily and cadently, "Let's recommend some more essays, one of which is ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………
The prose he recommended is not limited to writing, and he also actively recommended many creative works. Once, the "big head" student in our class lost his school uniform. He imitated the classic confession of Xianglinsao's complaint and wrote a "notice for finding a school uniform". The teacher asked him to read to us. "I'm so stupid, really." When Sister Xianglin's pet phrase came out, the whole class laughed. I think I will never forget this passage in Blessing. Another classmate spent several weeks writing a love novel. The teacher read it with relish and said to us, "The plot and style of this novel are good. It is really not easy for senior two to write such a work."
It doesn't seem like a headache for teachers to criticize compositions. Once I saw a teacher sitting at the coffee table in the front hall, holding a stack of compositions with his legs crossed, a cigarette between his fingers in his left hand and a red pen in his right hand. Like reading a novel, he turned it with relish and smiled from time to time. A carefree look.
"The Power of Candles" essays have always been very serious and responsible. He will underline the sentences that he thinks are brilliant, or write a few words of his own ideas between the lines, and then make a summary with more words at the end of the article. He never gives advice on writing skills like some Chinese teachers. I also want to write down a paragraph of his thoughts like writing a short article, which is entirely about the content of the article. For example, after one of my articles "Appreciation of Words", he wrote, "I have not only felt this way before, but also now. There are 300 Song Ci poems, which I can't read thoroughly! " For example, after the article "Talking about Comics I Understand", it is probably ok to understand your feelings about comics with my feelings of reading comics! . In fact, it is these honest and simple words that make my blood boil.
Students like writing more and more, and the bottom line of 1000 has long been forgotten. Happy writing, thousands of words, or serial. The exchange of papers among students has also become an important extracurricular activity. Sometimes when I see the beautiful scenery, I write down my feelings with a pencil next to the article, and even draw a cartoon to express my feelings. My composition book is sometimes taken back from my classmates, and I will earn a lot from this pencil composition. I can often see what everyone says in my heart, and my heart is warm. Students can communicate not only in this way, but also by candlelight. We often write down our thoughts under the teacher's comment on writing, and the teacher will often have a "follow-up" next time. So everyone can talk to me, just like the big discussion on BBS. Now that I think about it, it is through the essays and the "posts" of my classmates and teachers that I understand the profound thoughts of my classmates and realize the wisdom and talent of my teachers.
With the rapid increase in the number of students' compositions, reading compositions has become a very heavy task for teachers. He was afraid that it would take a long time to correct the paper and he could not hand it out in time, so he changed the way of collecting the composition: the class representative took turns to collect five people every day. In this way, it can be sent in two or three days, and everyone takes turns every two weeks on average. I think the teacher must be very busy at work. I don't know how he managed to find time to read those piles of papers and what difficulties he overcame. But he always takes every article seriously, even if it is a typo.
Everyone's feelings of liking prose will be expressed in another form. Some cautious girls painted their books beautifully with colored pens. Look at yourself, it's really dwarfed. I regret how I used such an ugly book. When you change books, you must use beautiful ones. So I write harder so that this book can be filled with my words as soon as possible, and then I can put it in the second beautiful "basket". I always feel like a farmer who collects apples in autumn, picking the fruits from the tree of thoughts and putting them in the "basket" of the composition book happily.
By the second year of high school, writing has gradually become my habit. The "fruits" in the composition book are piled up day by day, and every time they are turned up, there is always a very fulfilling feeling. There is a group poem "Breaking the Sky" written for CLAMP's serial fantasy novel "The Legend of Flying" and a memorial for the ninth anniversary of the death of rock singer Kurt Cobain. These are things that I never thought I would write and become my homework. Because I never knew that these things could be written in my composition. The important thing is that I find that they are what I really want to write. Moreover, from it, I really realized the pleasure of directly creating and expressing my mind. In the past, when I was thinking hard about the composition topic and trying my best to make the article "literary" to please the marking teacher, I had no idea what a pleasant thing it was to write and follow my inner writing.
In a blink of an eye, the second year of high school is coming to an end, and the third year of high school is angry. While the students were discussing whether to write a composition in senior three, SARS broke out in the air. In that lonely and boring SARS holiday, it was prose that made life more interesting. At that time, I sat at my desk all day, writing happily. Write all kinds of experiences during the SARS period, write about the faint thoughts of classmates and schools, write about the mood of rain or shine, and write everything I want to write. Although I never leave home, I am so free to wander in the text.
At the same time, my old "basket" was finally full. I read my ugly old composition book as happily as a bumper harvest farmer, and then read my own words, teachers' comments and sincere messages from my classmates. Thinking of our "candlelight" walking around happily recommending compositions, and thinking of the scene of the whole class applauding after listening to an excellent article, I have a wonderful feeling in my heart. Coming out of my memory, I took out my favorite book from the bookcase, wrote my name carefully on the title page, and then began to keep filling it with words. There are some vague expectations, looking forward to the day when this second "basket" will be harvested. I think I have to hand in two homework next time. I must be tired of saving so much.
However, I never gave my composition book to candlelight again, even though it was my turn to hand it in on the first day of school. Because, the second year of high school ended, we ended in chaos, and the third year of high school, we changed teachers.
In this way, I left the composition of Grade Two and entered Grade Three. Although the composition book has always been on the desk, it is within reach, but I am very busy, so long, nothing has been put in. I often write essays, but they are neatly copied on the manuscript paper to cope with the college entrance examination. In the face of the strange questions left by the teacher, I can't help but think of the distant writing era and The Power of Candles, and a burst of loneliness and sadness comes to my mind.
However, I have been putting these two notebooks on my desk, hoping that I can find some free time and write something on them. Occasionally, I will pick it up and turn it over. There is the mark of "The Power of Candles" that takes us through the composition era of senior two. Looking back at the handwriting above, memories always gush out, which makes me unable to come back for a long time, and sometimes tears will unconsciously flow down.
I think I should deeply thank "the power of candles". It was his essay era that made me understand the true meaning of writing and found unprecedented pleasure from writing "expressing spirituality alone". The important thing is that I know how to think about life.
I think, after the college entrance examination, I will fill in the second basket. And I won't let the writing age stay in Grade Two forever. The continuation of the essay era is the essay life.